The year is 2042 and the world is a mess. Everest, the world's former super-power, has fallen into ruin. Over the past decade they have lost more people to abduction and murder than their organisation can survive. But there is still hope. Even with their friends and family stolen away, London and her comrades are given a chance to steal them back and save the world. COMPLETE

daily-ish. i am very committed to this project i am trying to write a poem a day but even if there are some gaps and i miss some days i won't give up and this collection will have 365 poems by the end. enjoy getting this glimpse into my life, my mind, and my heart. welcome :)

It's a hostage situation. Just like the ones on TV. Except this isn't TV. This is real. Real lives are at stake, and for what? Not for money but for one man's need to feel in power. All we can do is wait in fear, and that's exactly what he wants us to do.

She was an artist of the brush; I was an artist of the pen. She told stories with images and colors; I tell stories with letters and words. She had something to show; I had something to tell. She accepted what she saw, I understood what I heard.

She would give anything to reincarnate and become someone else, be a housewife or a business woman, but the role she has been given in life is beautiful girl, and she plays it far too well for anyone to see the cracks.

and when the girl asks, inevitably, if she misses the gold and the pink, she answers - that wealth isn't just money and power; and jewellery and ball gowns; and that she would've given that ten times over to meet him again.